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This is a poem about sticking around for what is yet to occur. |
See What Else We May Find Night time fell slowly as the sun made its descent into the crimson distance where fables take place. I found myself basking in the glow of love’s warmth, basking in solitude where two became one. Dim starlight shone on curtained windows in a room where laughter rang true. Sapphire eyes shaded in the dimness looked past the exterior, seeing deep inside. Heart truths aren’t visible to naked eyes. Love must polish the sheen seen before the dawn. Fingertips traipsing over skin bearing the scars of time. Erasing hurts, enlivening joy, sending both into the abyss. Darkness wasn’t present as two became one, light shines down from far above when we imbibe in precious love. And love continues to be painted on the walls where once the glistening had been dulled, ecstasy brought it to new heights and wayward birds were called home. Sunset’s glow of orange and purple, colors of royalty and wealth have set my heart to wondering, from where does this feeling come? Stars don’t know the answers. Lovers don’t question the questions. But there that feeling rises in the hours between sunset and dawn. And the sun rose up for the day, finding two were really one. The soul knows the answers to questions lovers don’t ask. Entwined in an embrace of slumber, skin upon skin, breathing in sync, we slept the night through and woke to find hearts touching within. Miles traveled to feel such bliss, a lifetime gone to missing the kisses you gave last night. Stay for awhile, see what else we may find. 16 November 2006 |